Gemotions

The numbers swam on the screen, blurring and shifting. He blinked, trying to clear his vision. His throat tightened. He had been doing this job for twelve years, consistently exceeding expectations and taking on extra responsibilities. The new hire, hired last month, earned… more. He ran a hand through his hair, the gesture almost frantic. He sat back in his chair, the leather squeaking under his weight. A bitter taste coated his tongue. He felt a deep, pervasive sense of… not quite understanding.